Saturday, July 17, 2021
I loved Aunt Sue. She was an amazing woman. My sister Marilyn and I always git mixed up until it was a joke between us, and we called them Uncle Sue and Aunt Ken. She told me a story about when I was a kid. I have no idea what I did, but on one of my turns staying with them, I did something really bad. She took after me with a fly swatter. I ran and climbed the Christmas tree. By the time they got me out, she was laughing too hard to punish me. My best memories are too many to relate, but I loved her game room, and the wonderful feather mattresses. Even if it was such a chore to turn them.
